MP3 Bacal - Blueso Munduzo

Bluesy alternative . After restraining herself for a long time, Sally went surfing yesterday and none of her freckles fell off.

23 MP3 Songs
BLUES: Blues-Rock, ROCK: 60's Rock

Show all album songs: Blueso Munduzo Songs


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This CD dedicated to The Munduzo Brothers, recording audio engineers, and my lifelong gonzo friends

I would also like to thank Derek Silvers, Ben Kihnel, and the 'Good Guys and Gals' from CD Baby, who serve as a role model to me. I promised that if I ever survived my emotional wars, I would upload my music for all the people who cannot defend themselves against what can sometimes be perceived as a very cruel and unforgiving world. CD Baby has helped me, and many others, to navigate through the slippery dark alleys of the music biz. Thanks CD Baby!

All songs by Jimfre Bacal

1 Blues To Go Jenny B: vocals jimfre:guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
2 Da Blues Keely Remillard: vocals jimfre: guitars, drums Babak Hazrati: bass
3 I Remain jimfre: vocals, guitars, drums Babak Hazrati: bass, lead guitar
4 Johny Jupiter Guitar Solo jimfre: keyboards Mark Donne: guitar, drums Jim Rhythm Walls: guitar Jim Guitar Hunter: bass
5 Rock With The Clock jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
6 Dank Time jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
7 Blackbird of Stone Jenny B: vocals jimfre: guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
8 Blueso Mundozo jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
9 Fatman Farley Agrees jimfre: guitars, drums Babak Hazrati: bass, guitar
10 Toasters Without Legs jimfre: vocals, guitar Mark Donne: lead guitar Steve Fyfe: drums Ian Carscadden: bass
11 Henrys Blues jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
12 Living With The Blues jimfre: vocals, guitar Lauren Bielski: harmony vocals Mark Donne: lead guitar Steve Fyfe: drums Ian Carscadden: bass
13 Skip Blues jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
14 Blues Me Keely Remillard: vocals jimfre: guitars, drums Babak Hazrati: bass, lead guitar
15 The Kingsway Step jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar,bass Jay Johnson: drums Patrick Willoughby: keyboard
16 Tiger in the House jimfre: vocals, guitar Rick Freeman: lead guitar Ian Carscadden: bass Paul Gallagher: drums
17 Villy Valu jimfre: vocals, guitar Meghan Engel: electric violin, cello, falsetto vocals Janet Panic: vocals
18 The Twiddle Jenny B: vocals jimfre: guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
19 Gadget Insert Keely Remillard: vocals jimfre: guitars, drums Babak Hazrati: bass
20 Riffola Blues jimfre: vocals, guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
21 Cold Cold Blues Jenny B: vocals jimfre: guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
22 Touch The Stars jimfre: guitar Ed Buquet: lead guitar Michael Muscat: bass Mitch Lazer: drums
23 Uncle Harry Just Wants To Be Happy jimfre: acoustic guitar Roger Ellis: harmony acoustic guitar

This CD is a compilation of recordings from Montreal, Toronto, and Vancouver. Many of the above songs were recorded the first time the band heard them ha ha! Listen to Eduardo's lead guitar on Henry's Blues as his leads evolve verse to verse... or grok at the emotional feel and technical virtuoso displayed by Mark Donne in his first take recording of Johny Jupiter Guitar Solo.

I have an eclectic background, but I am first and foremost a guitarist/songwriter, and only really exist between the lines of a stage. I started tutoring Algebra at age 16, specializing in working with children having learning disabilities. I became fascinated with how I could increase a persons learning rate and developed an artistic non-linear method of tutoring instruction. After years of doing this I drifted into computer programming because I always liked logic toys. I appreciate humour, and am drawn to freckled faced wholesome women from West Virginia. I have a history of paranormal experiences, and spent many a year conjugating the verbs "to be" and "to know" as a wandering hippie. I am certainly not a person who is easily categorized, but there is a consistent bluesy thread that runs through my life and my music.

I believe it is an artist's responsibility to collect sparks from whatever sources available, and then to give them back in the medium of choice. For me that is usually music, though my short stories are also valid representations of my personal perspective. I have to admit that almost all of my music was written in a vacuum, isolated from the world, without other musicians around me. It has been over 5 years since I recorded a CD of songs, not counting the 2 songs recorded in 2004 with Janet Panic and Meghan Engel. Meghan Engel is the incredibly talented electric violinist, cellist, and vocalist who shines on Uncle Harry (Gorzo CD) and Villy Valu (Blueso Munduzo CD). I will try my best to accomodate her schedule to include her on any future recordings.

The rest of these notes consist of various ramblings, assorted quick cuts, and 2 of my short stories.

"We always get there and who really cares how"

Inspector Bugs
Bugs Headquarters
Somewhere, Planet Earth

"Jimmy neurotic, not quite psychotic, looks at you sideways through the corners of his eyes"

The Category of 4

1) U hear the song and do not like it and quickly scan the radio for something else
2) U do not dislike the song enough to change the channel but u would not choose to scan for it - it is hum duck, like the meal your mother-in-law makes, who u are not really crazy about.
3) U scan the readio for the song cause u really like it
4) U postpone your wedding so that you can buy the song from your favourite music store (CD Baby) in order to put yourself in the proper mood for serious things like marrieage, ie u "just gotta have it"

"... And Mr. Pear can soundproof a room and why he seems to fit is the reason how..."

Given: The What To Do Now Problem
Required: Find a Course of Action

Solution: Choice is a matter of priorities, and when you understand your priorities, basically you have no choice.

"My heart is a random variable, it will never converge"

"By the lock of the door Richard hymns
While Sheila peers down the well searching for origins
That opens up wounds best left to feel"

The Strange story of Jacob Jest

Hymie Terescewitz changed his last name to Jest so that nobody would know he was Jewish. He changed his first name to Jacob so that nobody would ever forget.

"Acid glass, white stones, brown trees"

A Word from Ricardo

My name is Ricardo DeManzo. (Editors Note: AKA The Latin Lover, Ricardo vehemently denies that he is personally responsible for the gainful employement of 14 people at 3 different condom companies. "That number is greatly exaggerated" says Ricardo). You might know me as Rick Freeman, a name my parents chose for my life in North America. I want to thank Bacal for the opportunity to reclaim my natural name Ricardo DeManzo, and also to play as loud as I like! ha ha! (Editors Note: Ricardo is the lead guitarist on Woodstock Blues, Billy Von Billy, and Tiger in the House). I also want to thank all of my fans, especially the female ones, from Spain, Portugal, Mexico, and of course Central and South America, for all of your wonderful support and appreciation! (Editors Note: In case you think Ricardo is an insensitive lout, think again! He has helped many a 'poverty criminal' escape the dole while working as a welfare counselor for the Ontario government. They also love Ricardo). I was born and raised on Jimi Hendrix, and because I have the most romantic tone, I insist on being the loudest member in any band. I never have any problems with Bacal, since he likes to play quietly. He is the only musician who has told me to TURN IT UP ha ha! Anyways, I want to say that I am deeply touched by all of the caring people from the small towns in Spain, Portugal, and Brazil who want to declare a national holiday in my honour, DAY OF RICARDO. I am therefore including my email address for all of you wonderful hot blooded GUITAR lovers who want to share their love of music. Email: Ricardo DeManzo at freemanrs@hotmail.com

Comment by Gary Hunt, promoter of Crossroads Music Festivals, Roanoke, VA, regarding my short stories and profile "Very funny... you missed your calling, my friend -You should be doing stand-up comedy, with a little music thrown in for variety."

You're like a character out of a fairy tale" (Carol Burnes, Sabre Travel Systems)

"You are the worst singer I have ever heard" (drunk 'fan' during live performance Vancouver)

"If you ever release a CD and I do not hear your voice on at least 1 song I will personally seek you out and break your legs" (very drunk 'fan' at live performance Vancouver)

"You are a really funny guy" (Anita P. Nordic Travel, Toronto)

"That was lousy of you to record us the first time we heard the song" (band member Vancouver)

"I'm not going to check your references. I'm not going to watch your programming demo. I like your eyes. You're hired. (HR Nordic Travel, Toronto)

"Stop hiding behind those stupid band names. Use your real name 'Bacal' (Patrick Willoughby, Vancouver 1970's)

"Put down that lousy guitar. Don't you know a musician is lower than an artist who is lower than a bum? What a waste of brains!!! How can you throw away your mathematics and university for that stupid music?!!!" (father)

"You have a mean, nasty way of expressing yourself" (former employer)

"Students learn more from Jimfre Bacal in 2 weeks than 2 years in the public school system" (Scott Dickson, Pacific Reports CBC TV)

"The word compromise does not seem to be in your vocabulary" (Math prof, McGill Univ)

If you grew up in California, there is a good chance that one (or both) of your parents were engineers, and that you spent your teenage youth tinkering underneath the hood of your family car trying to see how it all worked. If you were born in British Columbia, the chances are good that your parents were dope dealers or real estate agents, and you spent your teenage years rating hydroponic pot and ogling teen-age girlsâ¦

"...And what you have Freddy Cool is a one dimensional cardboard box punch and judy awareness..."

The Software Story

It is only in the software industry where every day companies gleefully indulge in legal fraud, selling bug fixes as updates, playing that old cash register song...

Let us now go to Moronos, located somewhere in southern California, where we meet Bill and Tom, two crack salesmen, who are waiting for some 'Good Guys' to show up... Why Moronos, well because you got to be a moron to go there... George, a visitor from Toronto, has decided to check out Moronos for a new car to take home to his new bride. He has heard that Moronos always has the latest thing in computerized goodies already installed in their 'rarin to go' vehicles.

"Hi ya , I'm Tom. Hey, I can tell you're one of the Good Guys. You got a supercool car picked out there."

"Hey, thanks. I'm George from Toronto. Up here on vacation and biz - gonna take a car home to the bride-ha ha! lot of fun in Toronto!

"Hey, that's great George. Why don't you take our superveho out for a spinnero?"

"Sure, but you see, I'm in a frogman's hurry, you guys sell so many cars, I mean everybody knows how big you are, so just let me fill out the paper details, and I can be on my way."

As George is driving away both of the front doors fall off. He pulls back into the lot and says "Hey Tom look at this! What the heck? The doors just fell off!"

"Wow, peachy" says Tom -"Year 2000 air conditioning - but good golly we're out of stock of those doors. You'll have to wait for an upgrade - heck, it's summer now - you won't have to get an air conditioner for the humidity in T.O. Anyways, the upgrade will have more features"... George doesn't feel too good about this but why complain, it's a nice day and so he gets back into the vehicle and proceeds down the road.

Very cool - computer generated map - just flick this switch here - but oh my what happens then is 400 LB of coiled pressure driving George and the seat he is on right to the back of the car on these specially designed MORONO'S sliders. Unfortunately the switch moved right through George's rib cage, smashing 2 of them and George is not in the mood for laughs right now even with his butt mooning the populace driving by on what was a sort of normal day in southern California. The locals are used to the crazies from out of town who get Moronosed but hey - lots of funny stories and there's always another customer...

...The evil twerp tech working at Moronos has decided to play a 'soft' joke and has switched the map files to videos he copped on the internet.....and what George sees on this very spiffy computer generated display is his very own 13 yr old daughter doing things he really did not figure his kid out for at all.

To take his mind off those disturbing sights, George glances at the super radio that via the internet gets stations from all over the world. "Super cool", thinks George.

"Wow cool radio - mp3's too! Hey let's hear me some tunes man!" So everlovin' George steps on the pedal and the car goes faster in a jiffy 'cept it turns at right angles all by itself at random intervals but George, with years of programming by 'the seat of his pants' behind him, has grokked all this and manages to keep the car from crashing....

He flips stations but no matter where he goes he hears "BUY THIS" or "BUY THAT" or "BUY ME" or "BUY HER" or "BUY ANYTHING" for the evil tech at Moronos has hardwired the radio as a 'little practical joke' for the very cool guys at Moronos...

...but these are not the right words to play for George - the tech has only meant this as a techie joke - but the mutts working at Moronos don't realize George is on the line... his very emotional life in limbo...

"BI? BI! But I'm not BI", as he pounds the dashboard smashing the until then very cool LED display. "I'M NOT HOMOSEXUAL!" AND all of this is just too much for George who proceeds to have his '19th nervous breakdown'. The car doesn't care about all this but it is kinda getting pissed off after all the abuse from this George guy who right this moment is having a latent homosexual breakdown admist the boopers who live around Moronos.

He drives back to Moronos in a daze - the dashboard littered with vomit, broken glass, does not look good at all. "Hey cool, man, Andy Warhol design", says Tom looking back at Bill - "these friggin' canucks are really crazy man!"

"Oh man", says George - What will my wife say?" "Ah no problem - we'll get it all straightened out - bugs ya know? We're used to problems in Southern CAL-- no problem man, we're cool for it!"

"Yeah ok, my wife will get a kick out of driving such a sexy car."

"Your wife? Man don't you realize only you can drive it."

"What the hell do you mean? - It's my car - I'll let anybody I want drive it!"

"Your car? No - you don't own that car - You just bought a license to use it. Here read the written contract, Chump. See, 'THIS VEHICLE IS LICENSED FOR ONLY 1 USER/CAR'. So your wife is not part of the agreement, CHUMP! Only you are allowed to drive the car. If you need to let other people drive your car you got to buy a SITE LICENSE from Moronos. Between me and you, George, you already got wacked enough. Forget the site license. Get out while you can Chump!"

"Chump!?! , I thought I was one of the Good Guys!"

"Yeah, you're a Good Guy when you're a potential customer, but once you buy, well then you're just a CHUMP."

"Solong Chump"

The Homeless Story

The Wife has the heat OFF and the windows OPEN and the fan ON and I am freezing and getting VERY ANGRY. It was BAD ENOUGH when we first got here to the very LEFT WEST COAST, (The Heating Story) she is like some FURRY BEAST that would be happiest sleeping outside. She insists on having the heat COMPLETELY OFF, even in the middle of a COLD Canadian winter, but now she has MENOPAUSE HOT FLASHES, so I have to also now contend with a FAN in the middle of a DAMP CHILLING CLIMATE and to top it off it's FREEZING on our balcony, and I can't sit there and smoke, cause we are close to Stanley Park, and it is AT LEAST 4 degrees COLDER down here in the most FRIGID corner of the west end of Vancouver and with the wind HOWLING up on the 10th floor, it is another 5 degrees cooler on our balcony so I scream at the wife "I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE, I AM GOING OUT TO FIND A CO-RESPONDENT but she just LAUGHS AT ME and says "GOOD LUCK" so I take the elevator outside and walk up 2 blocks and it is already MUCH warmer just 2 measly blocks away from that HOWLING WIND and the DAMP CHILL from Stanley Park, and I sit down on this bench they have there, situated right by a garbage can which at least tonight doesn't smell so bad. I take out my cigarettes, light one up and begin to relax when this guy comes over and puts a NEW coke by my side and says "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat." I am kinda shocked at this and say "I'm not homeless, I live around here." I see he has a kind face, and thinks I am destitute. I look down and say to myself "Oh I get it" cause I am wearing pants that have many food stains - I haven't washed them in MONTHS, and I am wearing what was once a very nice London Fog winter coat, but with all the wear and tear over 10 years it DOES look VERY SHABBY, what with all those buttons missing, and tears in the cloth, and of course MANY MORE FOOD STAINS. My hat is an OLD WINTER HAT, and it too has got lots of STAINS, and my face doesn't look too good either, I got a bunch of self-harm sores (man at least I am past THAT bad cycle), and I say to myself this joker thinks I got DRUG SORES, he thinks I AM VERY POOR. So I say as politely as I can "Thank you very MUCHLY but I am NOT HUNGRY and I CANNOT ACCEPT this free coke." Well, he looks at me with compassion and sadness, reaches into his coat, takes out a loonie and a toonie (Those are 1 dollar and 2 dollar Canadian coins) and says "Here buy yourself a coffee or something" and I get a wee bit annoyed at this and I holler at him "I SAID I AM NOT HOMELESS, I LIVE AROUND HERE", but that is not enough for me as my FOOLISH PRIDE is just A BURNING so I add "I GOT 2 JOBS and I PROBABLY TAKE HOME MORE MONEY THAN YOU DO", which is probably true cause I am working as an emulation engineer for this video game company ( Midway Arcade Treasures 2 and 3) AND I am still getting that fat monthly maintenance fee from the travel consolidator for my VERY ORIGINAL software and I am TAKING HOME over 4000 THOUSAND DOLLARS a month, and even in this outrageously expensive dump of a city that is still plenty of money to put a roof over my head, pay the rent, and buy that FURRY BEAST OF A WIFE the odd trinket or two. Well this joker gives me ANOTHER look of pity and I can see right away he is telling himself "NOT ONLY IS THIS POOR OLD MAN HOMELESS, HE IS DELUSIONAL AS WELL", and he reaches again into his pockets and takes out a 20 DOLLAR BILL, and says "PLEASE TAKE THIS I KNOW YOU NEED IT", which is the FINAL STRAW and I say I CANNOT TAKE YOUR HANDOUTS I TOLD YOU I GOT 2 JOBS I AM NOT HOMELESS I LIVE AROUND HERE I GOT 2 JOBS ONE OF THEM AS AN ENGINEER." I am REALLY ANGRY NOW, so this joker puts his money away, picks up the coke and shuffles off shaking his head and muttering " ALL THESE CRAZIES TOO PROUD TO TAKE MONEY FROM STRANGERS." I go home to The Wife and she says "Any takers dear, any sexy women want to be your co-respondent?" but she can't stop giggling when she says this, it is all a BIG JOKE to her, so I GET REALLY STEAMED, two JOKERS in 1 night is 2 JOKERS TOO MANY. I proceed to tell her the story of this guy offering me a coke and money, and I feel good inside when I finish off "SO OF COURSE I don't take his money, how could I take his money?" But instead of laughing with me or agreeing with the way I handled this situation WITH FINESSE, she starts screaming at me "YOU IDIOT YOU FOOL YOU SHOULD HAVE TAKEN HIS MONEY", which is not what I want to hear at all and I scream back at her "ARE YOU CRAZY? Why would I take his money I don't need his money WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" She gets REAL NASTY and bellows out at the top of her lungs "HOW CAN YOU BE SO STUPID? This kind man will now NEVER give any money to a homeless person. You have ruined the experience for him. Now all those homeless people who NEED his handouts will never get them, YOU FOOL!@!!" So I think about what she has just said and I gotta admit this wolverine furry beast IS RIGHT." So now I gotta always keep spare change on me and GIVE IT OUT to ALL and sundry HOMELESS people to make up for all the money they are not getting from that JOKER I so ruthlessly BLEW OFF. But I don't got much money, I quit that video game job, and I just made a down payment on some more gear and JEEZ I still gotta look after those HOMELESS people on account of REFUSING TO ACCEPT THAT JOKERS HANDOUT because EVERY NIGHT when The Wife comes home for work she always asks me "HOW MUCH DID YOU GIVE TODAY TO HOMELESS PEOPLE?" and I cannot lie to her so I am CURSED AGAIN for being SUCH A FOOL!!